Chapter 644 Diplomacy in the New Era

After lunch, Roland called Barov into the bedroom.

It was the first time for Mr. Manager to come to this kind of place, his hands and feet were obviously more rigid than before, but the expression on his face was very excited.

Seeing the other party's performance, Roland couldn't help but think of a story in history about a celebrity who ran out disheveledly to receive a visiting courtier, who was greatly moved by the result. Obviously it was just my own lazy behavior, but the boss felt a strong sense of trust, which can be considered unintentional.

It has to be said that male officials still have unique advantages in enhancing loyalty, such as talking by candlelight at night, sleeping on feet, etc... If it were Edith Kant, I am afraid it would be a different idea.

He shook his head with a smile, and put aside these distracting thoughts, "During the time I was fighting in the Northland and comatose, how many letters did you receive in total?"

"A total of 16 letters," Barov quickly reported, "most of them are letters from lords from various places requesting business or visits, and there are two secret letters from the guardians of the eastern border expressing peace talks to you. All requests were answered.”

According to the task assigned by the pre-war meeting, when the king leads the army to go out, Barov will temporarily take care of the administrative affairs of Neverwinter City, and he will also open and read the letters sent to the king. If it is particularly important and exceeds the preset reply range The news will be forwarded to the front by flying couriers.

"Is it just a peace talk?"

"Yes...they are not willing to hand over the enfeoffment rights, and they advise you to keep the tradition and glory of the nobility."

"By the beginning of next spring, those people will naturally know what kind of choice they should make." Roland shrugged, "Then what letters need me to check in person? Where did they come from?"

"One is from the Dawn City Astrologers Association, and the other is from the Kingdom of Dawn." Barov handed over two pieces of letter paper. "You happened to be in a deep sleep state when they arrived, and the contents were a little... weird."

"eccentric?"

Roland first spread out the parchment with constellation patterns painted on it.

The letter was written by the Scattered Star Scholar, and the first half page was greetings and thanks - the astronomical telescope given to the observatory before has come in handy, and it is only natural for them to express their gratitude, but the following content made him stunned.

Did you find traces of the "World Extinct Star" in the starry sky?

A star with a red light and a fixed position?

Roland immediately thought of the synchronous orbit.

Judging by his poor astronomical knowledge, only objects in synchronous orbits can remain relatively stationary with the planet.

But if the red moon appears in this orbit, it is impossible not to affect the planet itself, and the observation results also show that its volume should be extremely small.

So the red moon is not a natural celestial body, but an artificial satellite?

After thinking for a while, Roland vetoed this guess. If it was a satellite, how could it be possible to "fall into the world"? According to Agatha, when the red moon appeared in the world, people on the whole continent could witness its existence—it was bigger and brighter than the moon, and the scarlet light dyed the stone walls of the Holy City. There was a touch of blood, and even in the daytime, its outline could be seen.

This is completely unreasonable.

He was silent for a while before putting the letter aside. "Write a letter for me, inviting astrologers to Neverwinter."

"But last time they rejected you," Barov hesitated, "I'm afraid this time..."

"The situation is different. The astrology association has already found the star they want to pursue, and then they just need to stare at that piece of sky." Roland tapped the table and said, "You tell them in the letter that Neverwinter City has developed a new star. A good astronomical telescope, and some ancient books about the extinct star have been discovered, I believe they will come."

"yes."

He spread out the second piece of letter paper—or a note. Like the usual secret letters, the messages delivered by flying couriers are always very concise.

"The Lord of Dawn passed away, and his eldest son, Anpein Moya, succeeded him."

"He ordered the extermination of the church's believers, the cutting off of the trade route with the holy city, and the hunt for witches."

"Affected by this, there was a rebellion in the border area, and our caravan was also affected."

"The original plan may need to be temporarily suspended."

Roland couldn't help frowning. Barov didn't know what the church was doing in Dawn, and it was normal for him to be confused—after Isabella and the others evacuated, it would be sooner or later for the Lord of Dawn, who had no medicine to supply, to die of coma. He just didn't expect that An Peiyin would have such a great hatred for the church, and he even hated witches.

Among these policies, the elimination of believers is good. The unilateral prohibition of trade has cut off the wealth of the border lords. Behind the rebellion must be the shadow of the church, and the hunt for witches is completely contrary to their own interests.

Such an impulsive order is unlikely to be the idea of ​​the three major families. It can only be said that the new king has been dazzled by hatred and wants to avenge his father.

He originally thought that Dawn would be a potential ally, but it turned out to be a big disappointment.

"Send an official diplomatic letter," Roland said slowly, "first congratulate him on being crowned king, and then warn him not to do so—the pure are not equal to witches, and Graycastle has formed a formal witch organization. To treat them as enemies is to make enemies of Greycastle."

"Uh...Your Majesty," Barov wiped the sweat from his brow, "Are you sure you want to write like that?"

"Any questions?"

"The other party will not take it seriously at all, and may regard your words as a threat."

Roland naturally knew that sometimes even the vassals of local lords would not accept the king's orders, let alone intervene in foreign political affairs. But times were different, and if the other side didn't understand, he didn't mind teaching them what constituted real diplomacy.

"This in itself is a threat," he replied naked, "If Ampein Moya insists on going his own way, when he captures the Holy City next year, let Chenxi change the king by the way—one who is willing to stand by Graycastle and work together A wise person who fights the battle of divine will, such as Andrea from the Quinn family is good."

Diplomacy in the new era will be built under steel guns, and what cannot be obtained at the negotiating table will be achieved by the military. Not to mention interfering in the internal affairs of other countries, replacing heirs, supporting the opposition, and directly sending troops to occupy are common methods. Before the red moon comes, Roland does not want other kingdoms to hold him back.

Therefore, the core content of the entire diplomatic letter is "don't say it's unpredictable."

"I...understood," Barov Mengs had a complex look in his eyes, with surprise, excitement, and awe that couldn't be concealed... He bent down deeply, "I will make your will To King Dawn."

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